The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1887-01-15
TWO FRECKLED GHOSTS.

How They Drove Away Two Burglars
Who Tried to Steal the Family Silver.
My sister Kate and were very nearly
of an age, but we were not alike in any
way except that we were both tall, and
both had-freckles! This latter fact
troubled us, and many were the expert
ments we tried to remove from our
faces the educational effects of the open
air life we led To one of these ex-
periments we owed a great deal-per-
haps life itself. Father was a farmer,
and we lived nine miles from the coun-
try town. OF course we saw little COM
pany, and should have been somewhat
lonely but for our books and pets
among the horses, calves and poultry.
Mother was a systematic and careful
housekeeper, and so engrossed in her
kitchen and dairy duties that she sell
dom made calls on her neighbors, and
never went to town unless she was OBJ
liged to do so. She was, therefore, q
little annoyed when father said at
breakfast one morning that she must
accompany him to WalTenton that day,
to sign the deed of few acres of tim
Der he had sold the previous week
Nevertheless. she got ready after q little
demur, and took her seat in the buggy
an hour later, with an air of resigna-
ton that made us all smile.
eve shall be home by six o'clock,
girls" she said, land you can have sup
per all ready. Don't set the house on
fire, and be sure to skim the right milk
Don't touch that in the crooks on the
lower shelf"
Kate and / looked at each other. and
laughed as the buggy ratified off down
the road.
Mother is fifty named, said, ''like
Martha of old, her mind is troubled
about many things
''As if we ever did set the house on
fire." said Kate.
''Or skim the wrong milk" said I.
We had the beds to make, the break
fast dishes to wash, and the whole house
to put in order; so we were busy as bees
until twelve O'Clock, and had no time
to think of being lonely. But we found
the afternoon quite long, and was be-
ginning to feel that it would be pleas
ant to see mothers face again, when a
newspaper caught my eye that l had
placed behind the clock on the kitchen
.mantel. This turned my thoughts into
a different channel.
"Kate," l said, "suppose we make
some of that complexion compound we
read about the other day? We shall
never get another opportunity. Mother
may not be away again for weeks"
"By all MEANS" said Kate. when
| looked in the glass this morning, it
seemed to me that my freckles were
thicker than ever"
''My face is the color of pepper and
salt, and l almost hate to look at it. If
there is remedy, | would give all of
my probationary to obtain it, Let S
look over the prescription in the paper.
Here it isr'
Ladies who are troubled with freckles will be
glad to learn that few applications of mix
ture of glycerine, cascarilla powder, tar, lemon
juice and olive OIL will effectually remove them,
and leave tho skin soft, smooth, and tinted like
an infants"
I'm willing to try it, said Kate.
''But we haven't the ingredients!'
Eyes, we have" l answered; for, I'M
known to her, had one day during the
previous week, when father had taken
me to town, obtained them from the
druggist and the grocer.
We were soon at the kitchen stove
diligently mixing and stirring the de-
.coction, and it was a looking mess
when at last we took it from the stove
We had, however, faith in its efficacy,
and with great satisfaction we poured
it into large bottle which we hid be-
hind the bureau in our room to await us
at bedtime. While we were getting
supper we were startled by terrific
peal of thunder, the forerunner of one
of the most violent storms that ever
ragged in our town. For two hours the
rain poured in sheets, flooding the yard
from the house to the stable, and turn
ing the little brook by the barn into
roaring river.
1t was seven o'clock, and almost dark,
"HcH IHc SCOlHl CcdSeu. Il LnlnK we
had better go and feed the stock" said
Kate, "for it will be late when father
gets home. He and mother are prob
ably just starting from Warrenton."
We put on rubber-boots, and going TO
the barn, threw down hay to the horses,
shut up the calves, and MIXED the
three cows. We were strong, healthy
girls, and frequently helped father in
this kind of work.
where's TigeP" asked Kate, as we
walked to the house, each carrying
pail of milk. II haven't seen him
since the storm"
Tige was our dog. Thunder always
frightens him." replied. "He's prob